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Something Borrowed, Something Blue
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Something Borrowed, Something Blue
The Wedding Dress, Book 2
Copyright © 2006 by Lena Matthews
Cover by Anne Cain
ISBN: 1-59998-132-7
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Book 2
Lena Matthews
Dedication
To Maggie Casper and Liz Andrews because they always know exactly
what to say at the precise time I need to hear it. For handholding, butt
kicking, and unwavering friendship. I love you ladies.
Something Borrowed, Something Blue
Chapter One
“If you let me use your bathroom I will be your slave for life,”
promised the dark-haired man hopping up and down in the hallway.
Azure Kerr didn’t know whether to be amused or alarmed. It wasn’t
every day a strange white man danced in front of her door, but this was
Los Angeles, so she wasn’t too surprised.
She had only been in L.A. for a little over two years, but the
peculiarity of the city still sometimes intrigued and astonished her. That
was probably one of the reasons she kept the door open and hadn’t
slammed it shut in the face of the stranger. He appealed to her, much
like the city itself did.
“And you think I’m in need of a slave, why?” She kept her hand on
the door, not willing to be taken in by his plea. He looked adorable and
all, prancing about as he was, but no way was she going to let some
strange long-haired hippie use her bathroom just because he promised to
indenture himself to her.
“Because it’s the Christian thing to do,” he begged, twitching more.
“Please, I’m harmless. You can ask Jessie. I’m a friend of hers but she’s
not answering the door.”
“Well, I guess I can’t ask Jessie then,” Azure pointed out, not budging
from her doorway. Not as if she would have if Jessie had been home. Her
neighbor was a bit out there.
Although she and Jessie lived next door to each other, they weren’t
exactly Lucy and Ethel. It was hard for Azure—a professional black
woman about to hit thirty—to find common ground with a barely-out-of-
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